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Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I used to be a mobster burning the block soldier, I know I'm not a rasta I used to be a burning down the block
Don't judge a by the cover Everything will be in world is your brother When I the fun [?] uncover words that teach me to love ya! So we to return to the mother And we yearn to unlearn all they told ya about Who you are, you should be, I'm gonna be free it up to me!
Shouts through the sky, look out to the alright! Stars burn bright, I like the be alright!
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I used to be a mobster burning up the Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning up the block Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I used to be a burning up the block This is the medicine, I'm out the bedouin This knife I'm burying and life I'm treasuring
is the medicine, I'm out like the bedouin Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a soldier, I know I'm not a monster Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a monster
I went runing away to the Went in a and came out all flames I went away for the hills Back to my roots and I'm running But now I'm running to face my Found my and what it means yourself and no one else You to leave it up to me, leave it up to me!
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I used to be a burning up the block Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I to be a mobster burning up the block Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning up the block This is the medicine, I'm not like the With knife I'm buryin and this life I'm treasuring soldier, I know I'm not a rasta
Buffalo soldier, you I'm not a rasta I used to be a mobster down the block I the sheriff, the DA, and the deputy Sorry al sharpton I need you to lecture me Maybe stop talking about guns When you talk about the funds they cut for the youth Let's cut to the truth, ain't for the youth So tell me how you me til you're stuck in the shoes, man! Where the Congressmen, all the Senators? They're thinking about green, not the color of the President? This is just a relevance, is the sentiment Narcotics is the only way you know that I'm a it! say that we are in a post Obama era Well exactly what mean? you needn't make it clearer it mean that the rich are gonna finally start to share up Reproportion the and make things fairer Asking God "why do poor people suffer" but now I'm a hypocrite, the Rolls Royce mufflers. In the gutters nobody loved us I am the result of pain and hunger!
Buffalo soldier, I know I'm not a I used to be a mobster burning up the Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning up the block Buffalo soldier, I I'm not a rasta I to be a mobster burning up the block